Chapter 1386

Emeralda's neighbors heard the commotion and stuck their heads out in curiosity. It had been a while since their village became this lively. "Oh, it's a floret of broccoli. That was my guess yesterday, but you guys didn't believe me." "And it's less than a century old; it's a modern piece!" "But the craftsmanship is rather sloppy. Look, it's missing a piece." "Was its maker a foreigner? Something about imperfection being perfection?" "Are you dumb? Didn't you hear Mr. Boyle say it'd been bitten on? The world is getting crueler, where even a piece of emerald can be a victim." The surrounding artifacts and chattering reminded Lexie of a scenario an online user had made up once—if the artifacts in a museum could speak, they ought to be loud and enthusiastic. It appeared that the theory wasn't quite off. Soon enough, Emeralda invited Shannon's group inside her place, dismissing the spectacle. Everyone felt down, and just as they prepared to return to their true form, they suddenly